My Love is Blocked by the Holy Promise

Chapters. 6. First Night 1

(POV) Dewanta

Today is the wedding day for me and Zahra. Wedding day is a day that is anticipated by a pair of people who love each other. For me too, today I feel very happy, I can't wait to hold the title of husband of a woman named Fatimah Azzahra. Beautiful women with shady eyes, even though we have not loved each other.

From the first time I met a shady-eyed girl in the rice fields to my meeting with Zahra the future wife who was betrothed to our parents who turned out she was that shady-eyed girl. From that moment on, the intense pain of my separation from my ex-lover Fira Anastasya slowly dissipated. Even the name of Fira who had been crowned queen in my heart was slowly but surely displaced by the presence of Fatimah Azzahra.

Now only the name Zahra fills the whole space in my heart. Maybe this is when the seeds of my love for Fatimah began to grow and bloom. I wish Fatimah had the same feelings as me.

Today I'm looking at myself in a white shirt covered in a black suit and matching trousers ready for my future wife Zahra's house. In a few cars, my family and I set off for Zahra's house. About twenty minutes later our group arrived at the bride's place.

The sound of sholawat reverberating welcomed our arrival. After everything sat down, Zahra and I were ready to say the ijab qabul. I gave him a set of prayer tools and ten acres of rubber garden which happened to be located in Padang Gatah village as a wedding dowry.

When the sacred promise was made, it meant that Zahra and I had officially become a couple. Zahra came by and some mothers came to see me, and she kissed the back of my hand. The touch of Zahra's lips on the surface of my skin instantly made my heart beat. I immediately replied by giving her a kiss and then hugged her.

The same thing I often do to my ex-boyfriend Fira. But this time it feels very different, there is a sense of calm and tranquility that is so comfortable.

I immediately clasped Zahra's hand walking towards the couple who are now officially titled in-laws. We sat down and asked for blessing. Various messages and advice were given by my in-laws.

Then we went to the place where my parents were sitting.

"Congratulations, father's pride, now you're a husband. You have responsibilities to your wife, so fulfill your responsibilities. Now that you are a priest in your little family you should be able to be a role model for them. May you be blessed with abundant love" said the father, sweeping the wet corners of his eyes. Then mom held my shoulder.

"Now there is no one to stand by you, to serve you and to accompany you every step of the way. Take care and love your wife like we care for and love you" said my mother in a hoarse voice accompanied by sobs of happy tears. After the wedding, proceed with the wedding reception.

Zahra and I sat in a dress dress in our area. I never let go of my wife's hand. One by one the invitations came, they came from the surrounding residents. The sound of modern-style lumping horse music echoed throughout the village.

"the lumping horse from earlier was just a dance, no one was possessed" said one of the invitations who would greet us to his friend.

" It's called a modern lumping horse, so the show has various kinds of lumping horse dances and various attractions" answered another invitation.

The clock is almost ten o'clock in the evening. The invited guests are no longer there, some seats and collateral have been dismantled. The mothers are busy collecting the remaining food, there is meat, chicken, vegetables, cakes and others. It is then put in a plastic bag and distributed to neighbors.

Mama drove me and Zahra to Zahra's room which is now decorated into a bridal room.

"I took a bath first, well" said my wife," her hands were busy removing the accessories on her head and some were also carried.

"We took a shower together" I said, raising my eyebrows several times. My wife just blushed. I approached her and hugged her, for the first time, I felt her flat stomach. I tried to lower my palm to the area below the center. I closed my eyes while enjoying the sensation that made my chest pound again.

"I take a shower, brother...

The jebrettt....

I was shocked when my wife let go of my arms and ran to the bathroom and closed the bathroom door in a hurry. But I just smiled at my wife's adorable behavior.

It's been about half an hour I've been lying around waiting for my wife to take a bath that never gets done.

Czechreek...

"So please bring a towel under the floor" said my wife, whose head was seen poking out from behind the door. I immediately picked up the towel where my wife showed me and stepped slowly towards the bathroom.

Tock....

Geck...

Geck...

"Honey this is the towel" I said as I knocked on the bathroom door.

Chequek...

My wife's head again poked after the bathroom door was opened, her hand was about to take the towel in my hand. But quickly I hid behind my waist, satisfied to see his face pouting, really make me amused. You didn't bring a towel for trying to avoid me no!!, so since you've dared to prank your handsome husband, then you should be punished and the punishment is to take a bath together" I said.

"Okey.where are the towels,"Zahra immediately took the towel in my hand and closed the bathroom door again.

Jebreet...

When the door opened, I immediately pushed open the bathroom door and barged in with a triumphant laugh.

I immediately took off all my clothes while watching my wife Zahra who only used a towel up to the chest and saw her breasts pop out. While the bottom is only limited to the thighs showing two thighs that are tight and clean white. I immediately swallowed the saliva, saw what I did Zahra immediately turned around.

"Why go back, let's look at me, this is halal, it's time you get to know the anatomy of the male body" I said, laughing and continuing to bathe immediately. I put on a towel to the waist and hugged Zahra from behind, trying to stress my body on her and hugging her tighter.

Silent...

Only the sound of our heartbeats is heard that is mutually simple. I kissed my wife's ears and neck. I saw my wife's eyes closed enjoying. Zahra shouted as I suddenly lifted her body out of the bathroom into bed and lowered her there.

We immediately dressed and performed isha prayers and two rakaat sunnah prayers. For the first time I became a priest and my wife became a teacher. It was a thrilling first experience.

After the prayer I looked back where there was Zahra who was being my makmum. His hand stretched out to greet me and kissed the back of my hand, I immediately replied by kissing his forehead while praying.

"Hopefully my marriage to a woman named Fatimah Azzahra bint Sasmito blessed and get ridho from Allah SWT. Hopefully we are given a child who is rightly useful for the nation and religion. Bless the love that abounds in our hearts and families. I blew the tubers three times. Finish Zahra prayer immediately tidied up the mucus and prayer mat that we just used and put it in the closet.

I slowly approached my wife holding her tightly and closed my eyes, inhaling the smell of her body.

"Zahra how you feel now, have you fallen in love with me" I whispered, keeping my eyes closed

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